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Coming from here.)As the door swung open, its lock shattered from a well-placed kick, Max peered into the darkened room beyond. Everything was quiet. Reaching inside, she felt for the light switch, but there was not even any power here. She wasn't surprised
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Jack entered the kitchen and was immediately struck by how busy it seemed despite its smaller size. There were two men over by a stove and two women rooting around in the cupboards. Neither seemed too eager to interact with a stranger, but that had never stopped Jack before. Still, he had come in search of weapons and by golly, that's what he was gonna to look for.
Now, where was a silverware drawer...?
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He was not alone, and he glanced up to see another individual, someone who distinctly had not been there just a moment ago. He arched an eyebrow at him.
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The figure appeared to be looking through drawers- perhaps he was after the same prize as Jack? Only one way to find out. "Find the silverware drawer yet, buddy?"
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Buddy?
In all his life, no one had ever addressed him as such before. Kikyo shielded his eyes from the light, with a slight frown. He was maybe slightly put off by what he found rather inconsiderate. Who did this guy think he was? But if this was where he thought he was, manners wasn't something he really expected to find.
He replied back calmly, with the same amiable tone he was accustomed to using with any stranger.
"I believe I have, yes. What are you looking for in particular?"
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He slung his bat over his shoulder. "This thing's pretty good at getting message across, but I'm looking for something a little faster and piercing. See anything like that?"
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He glanced back down into the drawer and pulled out the object he had been looking for - two small spoons for tea.
"Fast and piercing? Sounds rather dangerous," he chuckled amusedly. He glanced back up at him as he continued. "What sort of message are you trying to give?"
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"What's your story, anyhow? I don't think I've seen you around."
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"If a fork is what you need, you will find plenty of them in here." He helpfully stepped aside to give him room to root through the drawer as much as he wished. "Though I must say, it is dire times indeed, if you must resort to using them in such a manner, instead of for their intended use."
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There were BUTTER knives, but nothing sharper than that. Oh well, he could always sharpen one of those, couldn't he? He pulled a couple out and slid them into his pocket along with a few forks. His task completed, he picked up his flashlight and pulled his map out. "Now, how to get to get to the rec field from here..."
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"I would invite you to have some tea, but it seems you are quite engaged in your own pursuits at present. I hope you find what it is you're looking for," he said. As with most things that Kikyo expressed, it sounded genuine even if it was far from it.
The kettle whistle went off, and Kikyo turned back to the stove to switch it off, spoons and sugar pot in hand.
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It seemed rather odd to the Fable that the first thought on this other man's mind seemed to be to sit around and drink flavored water. Wasn't it more practical to try and get out when the chance was presented?
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A soft chuckle resounded from his lips as he turned to glance at him again.
"And what kind of time is this?"
He was actually rather curious to know if everybody here had just died a violent death, as he and Seishirou had.
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Not that time of day would stop Jack from escaping, if given the chance. In fact, he was quite partial to the idea, if only because it sent a stronger "fuck you". Still, if he COULD get out at night, he would.
"During the day," He continued, speaking from experience, "They don't like it when you decide to leave."
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"It seems rather lax on 'their' part then, to let you walk around so freely at night." He paused. "If it is indeed, free."
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He folded up the map and slid it back into his pocket. "Of course, it seems at night you also have to contend with crazy assholes who want to kill you."
In sliding his hand back into his pocket, his finger touched cold metal. That's right- he had a key to place too. Where to start with that? He glanced up at this guy. Well, it couldn't hurt to ask, could it? "On a different note, have you come across any locked doors?"
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Agile fingers resumed their task, pouring the boiling water into two cups with teabags propped inside. As Kikyo set the kettle back to the stove, he continued, "I'm sorry to say I have not seen any such doors. But as you said..." he turned his amber eyes to him with a slight grin. "..I am new here."
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